Qin Dynasty Novelist

"After the fall of South Korea, night came to Xianyang. The fashionable female demon entered the harem of Xianyang, and gave birth to her son Huhai safely. Her purpose of entering the palace has been fulfilled, but... it is not enough."

The man in black continued to talk about his own affairs, about the past of the night, about the choice of the night, and all kinds of things about the night.

The failure of the night curtain was not because of the weak power of the night curtain, but because of the original choice. Sure enough, it took root in the country of Qin, how could it be so?

Therefore, the night came to Qin.

If one wants to take root in the Qin Kingdom, one must have the help of important people from the Qin court center, Ningxiang beauty is one of them, but the main purpose of her entry into the palace is to give birth to a son, and it has now been completed.

Therefore, his life and death are irrelevant.

But... now Yemu needs another person who can support the overall situation within Qin Ting.

Ningxiang beauty chose Zhao Gao.

After my own observation, Zhao Gao...is not the most suitable, and still lacks something.

"It's impossible for Xianyang to have an existence like the night scene in South Korea. You are wishful thinking, how can Han Wangan compare with the king!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao was very disdainful.

In the past, the net appeared in the hands of Wen Xinhou Lu Buwei, although its power is strong, but in the hands of Wen Xinhou, it is a dispensable thing.

Later, it fell into his own hands, and it was the same.

Wanting to reproduce the grand occasion of the night in Korea at the beginning, it is a dream.

Within the center of the Qin court, whether it is Li Si, Wei Liaozi, Wu Zhenhou, Wang Wan... none of them are easy to provoke. If there is any movement in the state, according to the king's temperament, he will be wiped out directly.

Qin State has this strength.

It's ridiculous to want to talk to yourself about such wishful thinking.

"Qin Wang Yingzheng is certainly a great talent, but... how about the princes?"

The man in coir raincoat can't deny it. After staying in Xianyang for so long, he naturally understands King Qin Yingzheng. If he wants to act recklessly while King Qin Yingzheng is in charge of Qin State, naturally there will be only one end...to be wiped out.

But Qin Wang Yingzheng is a human being!

There is a time when a person will die, and at that time... everything is uncertain. Although the Qin State is ruled by law, the source of the law lies in the king. Sure enough, he chose a son to assist him.

When the son ascends the throne, the night in Xianyang will not become the night in Korea in the past.

"Young master Hu Hai?"

"Impossible, Mrs. Li is favored now, counting the time... it's time to give birth to the child in her womb. It really is the son, and the son Fusu can't even compete."

For this, Zhao Gao despises and despises him even more. He really can't see the current situation in Xianyang clearly.

There are other sons under the king, but...the only ones who are favored are Fusu and Tianming. Tianming is not the king, and it is impossible to ascend the throne. Although the son Fusu has received a lot of help.

But at the beginning Chang'an Jun Chengjiao received a lot of help, and in the end the throne still fell into the hands of the king.

But the son Hu Hai has no such hope at all. His mother, Ningxiang Beauty, has a humble status and is not favored by the king. She is not as good as Gongsun Li. As expected, Gongsun Li gave birth to a son. Slightly its edge.

"Who can tell the truth about the world?"

The man in coir raincoat shook his head and smiled. In Zhu Xiajian, if all things really depend on such choices, why since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it is because many things are uncontrollable.

This is also the case, there is a chance that the night is not.

"What does Zhao Gao think?"

After the words fell, he looked at Zhao Gao again.

"It's a dead end!"

Zhao Gao bowed his head and said nothing more.

What the night does is a dead end after all.

"You would rather stay in Yongxiang and wait to die?"

The man in black laughed, but he was not in a hurry.

Zhao Gao fell into a shallow silence.

"This thing is the kungfu practiced by Xue Yihou back then. It can be transformed into a god. The whole body of your cultivation is incomparably complicated. You should dissipate all your kung fu and re-cultivate such a profound kung fu."

"This is a blood pill, to help you."

The man in black felt that he already had the answer. Although the answer was not what he really needed, but...it would be what he wanted after all. With a wave of his hand, two things flowed out of his arms.

A scroll of sheepskin and a bottle of elixir, wrapped with strength, quietly landed in front of Zhao Gao.

After a few breaths, the man in black disappeared in the depths of Yongxiang.

Looking at the sheepskin scroll in front of him, at the elixir in front of him, at the leg of lamb and fine wine still emitting heat, Zhao Gao condensed for a long time.

Of course, things in the night cannot be done!

But I... really don't want to die, no matter what, I can't die now.

I really don't want to die!

I really don't want to die!

"Night!"